The first wad of cum spattered against the back of the girl's throat and Karen gulped it down thirstily, her tongue and lips working the spurting prick in an effort to tease as much of the pungent, steamy sperm from Jason's balls as possible. Streamer after streamer of the heady jizz blasted down into the hooker's swallowing throat but she lapped it down eagerly, never allowing a trace of the gooey cream to escape her tightly sucking lips as the boy emptied his balls into her mouth.
"Ahhhhh! Delicious! You have tasty cum, did anyone ever tell you that before, Jason?" Karen teased her shy lover.
"Well, maybe one of my old high school girlfriends back in California did mention it once or twice," the good looking man said casually, glancing out the window as he toyed with Karen's auburn tresses.
"Ha, so you're not as innocent as you look." Karen said with a good natured laugh. She got up from his lap.
"Maybe not," Jason agreed with his charming smile.
"Anyway, the main order of business now is finding out just how mad Garvey is!" Karen said, putting business foremast in her mind, now that pleasure was temporarily taken care of. "I suggest you plan on bunking at my place for tonight, anyway. I'll drop you there and go see what I can find out about Garvey. My kid sister's there, you can keep her company while I'm out nosing around."
Jason shook his head in agreement and Karen started the car. Ten minute later, she was letting him off in front of her apartment house.
CHAPTER FIVE
Wanda paced back and forth in the small apartment. It was just past dark now and she was starting to get worried about her big sister.
Where the hell was Karen anyway? The session with Woodly had, after the initial distaste and guilt had worn off, left Wanda in a state of keyed-up, nervous expectation. She would have to tell Karen what she had done, because of the twenty dollar shortage and Woodly's willingness to forget about it. The nervous teenager wondered how her big sister was going to take the news.
There was a knock on the door. Wanda was so worried about what Karen would say, and where her sister was, that she bounded to the door immediately and opened it – despite the fact that she was still wearing only the see-through robe the lecherous landlord had caught her in earlier.
"Yes?" Wanda asked anxiously.
"Uh, I'm a friend of Karen's… we work at the same club," the good looking man standing on the balcony told her. "Or, I guess I should say we work at the same club. I'm not so sure we work anywhere right now. Can I come in, so I can explain."
Every story Wanda had ever heard about rape flashed into her mind, but the handsome man on her doorstep didn't look like a rapist to Wanda. She smiled shyly and crossed her arms over her nipples and nodded for him to come in.
"Thank you, my name is Jason Marks," Jason introduced himself as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.
"Uh, won't you sit down?" Wanda offered, indicating the couch.
Jason sat on one end, near the lamp, and Wanda threw herself gratefully into the unlighted corner at the other end. She smiled at Jason and thought about how cute he was, all thoughts of her sister banished for the moment.
"Well, I guess I ought to tell you what happened…" the thin ex-dishwasher started.
Jason told Wanda everything that had happened, except for the super blow job Karen had given him in the car. The girl sat on the edge of the couch, enraptured by the nice looking man's tale of heroism and violence.
"Jeez! Did Karen say when she'd be back?" Wanda asked excitedly.
Jason spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness, to indicate she hadn't. Wanda smiled at him and leaned toward him slightly, her robe coming open clear down to her navel but her breasts remaining somewhat hidden behind the gossamer fabric. The man's eyes drifted down to the girl's full, rolling jugs and he traced the movement of the pink flubs beneath the thin cloth as they rolled to a shimmying stop. The knowledge that Jason was staring at her nipples made Wanda's cunt bubble with a fresh out-pouring of pussy fluid. She hadn't realized it until now, but sucking off the landlord and having her tits played with earlier in the afternoon had begun a fire in her clitty that was suddenly springing to full, roaring life as she stared at the handsome, brave stranger.
If he tried to fuck me, I'd let him, Wanda told herself quickly, shivering at the thought of letting this tall, good looking Californian deflower her. She was more than a little disappointed when he tore his eyes from her tits and looked around the apartment.
"Nice little place you've got here!" he said.
"Y'all want to see the rest of it?" Wanda offered quickly, knowing full well a small bathroom and the bedrooms were all there was to see.
Jason nodded and Wanda got up, her robe coming all the way open. The mischievous high school girl didn't even attempt to close it and hide her raven colored muff. She grinned at Jason and thrust her cunt out at him, exposing the sweet, pouting lips of her virginal mound to his gaze.
"Hmmmmm, that wasn't exactly what I expected to see!" the man grinned back, eyeing the choice piece of pussy before him carefully.
Wanda's heart was pounding. What if she wasn't pretty enough? What if he was scared off by her youth? Would he laugh at her brazen offer and tell her to grow up?
Jason stood up and took her hand and let her lead him to her bedroom. She snapped on the bed lamp and took off her robe as she turned to face him – completely nude and waiting.
Jason stepped forward and encircled the young nubile nymph in his arms. He tilted her chin back and kissed her tenderly, drawing her in tighter and rubbing her bare tits against his shirt front.
He stood still as Wanda worked off his tight jeans and his shirt. He watched the eager girl unlace his shoes and pull them and his socks off. Her hands trembled as Wanda slid Jason's tight briefs off and revealed his half-hard prick.
"Oooooooh! It's a good sized one!" Wanda gasped, on her hands and knees in front of the standing, naked man.
"You know all about cocks, huh?" Jason smiled down at the girl, chucking her under the chin and raising her mouth even with his slowly inflating dong. "That surprises me a little. Hell, I'd a bet you were a cherry!"
With that, the foxy girl shook her long black hair back over her shoulders and sucked the purple knob of Jason's prick into her mouth. The stranger sighed as he felt the young girl's tongue swabbing his hardness and her lips going deeper and deeper onto his out-thrust pecker.
"Mmmmmmm, that's nice, baby!" he encouraged her in a murmuring, pleased voice. "Suck it hard and make it hard!"
Wanda needed no urging to lick and mouth the thick cock into full, firm arousal. She knew this one was going to be a lot bigger than Mr. Woodly's had been when it got really hard, but she didn't care! This guy was beautiful, compared to Mr. Woodly, and Wanda didn't mind sucking his prick at all!
"Ohhhh, honey, you're a real pro!" Jason was moaning after just a few strokes of Wanda's mouth on his burgeoning dick. "Oh, baby! Pull your head off and let me put it right in that hot slit of yours!"
Wanda mewled with joy and let the stiff, waggling cock roll free of her suction. She eyed it, red and glistening, and shivered anew as she thought of it piercing her unused pussy for the first time ever.
"Oooh, it scares me, but I want it!" Wanda admitted out loud, to herself and Jason.
The tall man smiled and helped the girl back onto her bed. He positioned Wanda right in the middle of the mattress, near the end, and knelt down in front of her. Before the nervous girl even knew what he was up to, Jason raised her thighs up onto his shoulders and leaned forward, his tongue slipping right down the center of her passion greased slot.
"Ughhhhhhhhhh!" Wanda wailed as if she were falling down into a bottomless well.